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[asea]

Who: Walter and Tiir, and you
Where: Plaza
When: 26th, morning
Style: Either
Status: Open

[It's a fine morning in Vatheon, as per the usual, and Walter is out and about, crossing the plaza to the coral. He stops before the local deity, then raises his left hand to reach for one of its tips.

Meanwhile, Tiir also happens to be making his usual trip to the coral—though perhaps atypical in this case, as he doesn't often run into Walter while doing so. For a moment, he pauses, recognizing the boy immediately.]

Ah, it’s you. You look well.

[Glancing up, Walter only gives that silent indication of having heard Tiir before returning his attention to Lamufao. Despite being mostly ignored, Tiir simply smiles, as he's used to Walter's dismissive attitude by now. Seeing as how Walter's presence hasn't bothered him before, he continues moving towards the coral, reaching out to touch it.

The top of Walter's left hand glows past his sleeves; likewise, Tiir's own marking glows from underneath his sleeve. Glancing at it, Tiir moves to pull his hand away from the coral when the tips of his fingers seem to brush against something—but it's such a minute detail, what does that matter? As he tries to move, however, he finds himself being pulled in the opposite direction as his hand twists at an odd angle. Similarly, the weight of Tiir moving the other way draws Walter back, his hand outstretched behind him.

Oh.

And before anyone knows it, there's a splash and the fountain is occupied with a torso full of Tiir in the water, choking for breath, while Walter, still dry, pushes himself up and off of Tiir's chest—though getting out completely proves fruitless when their fingertips are stuck together.]

( ooc: Tagging order is you → Tiir → Walter! )

Comments

[rainbowarch]

[It's still the time for new people to arrive in Vatheon, so Cielo is making his usual round to the plaza. He's disappointed to not see any new people, even ones that he doesn't even know.

He was about to leave when he heard the splash of the fountain and he sees...

...he has no idea what he's looking at right now.]

Hey, uh...what's going on over there?

[contemptibility]

['What's going on' is Tiir coughing as he struggles to sit up because unlike a certain someone, he kind of needs air to live.

Somewhere between his attempts to breathe, Cielo's voice registers. Once air is a thing again, Tiir turns to him.]

Ah—Cielo?

[Sorry, he kind of missed that. Not that he'd even know, really, because seriously, what just happened—]

[asea]

[Tiir sitting up gives Walter room to climb off of the fountain, though his hand—the one that's stuck for some inconceivable reason—is still submerged in the water. He elects to ignore it for the time being.

There's suddenly one more than he would like in this picture.

Straightening, he stands off to the side, for the moment removing himself from the conversation. The sooner Tiir deals with this, the better.]

[rainbowarch]

[Oh, it's Tiir and that guy! Cielo certainly wasn't expecting to see either of them here and definitely not both at the same time!]

What happened?

[What were you even doing in the fountain? There's no reason to be in a fountain unless you've gone back to your world and returned severely injured.]

[contemptibility]

[He glances at Walter—who's as silent as ever, it seems—before looking back at Cielo as he moves out of the fountain. A bit of an awkward task with his hand stuck to Walter's, but.]

... That, I would like to know myself.

[asea]

[Walter says nothing, continuing to watch the exhange with the faintest trace of a scowl.

He's not interested in the why or how. He just wants to free his hand and go back to his own business.

Incidentally, that hand is tense and raised partway to make space between him and Tiir.]

[rainbowarch]

[Oh, they're stuck together. Well, there's some possibilities. Did they get something sticky on their hands? But they'd probably know if that was actually the case.]

Curse?

[It still doesn't explain why Tiir was in the fountain though.]

[contemptibility]

[Would it kill you to talk, Walter...]

I suppose that's a possible explanation... though that would mean that we're stuck like this, wouldn't it?

[Okay, just because he's come to like Walter a little more doesn't mean he wants to be with the guy for who knows how long.]

[tsundyne]

[Yukari is passing by Lamufao, and she's content to do so-- though maybe it's the splashing sound that gets her attention. She's actually quite surprised when she spins around towards the fountain to see two faces she recognizes; and though she may not be happy about Walter being there, any negative emotions get replaced by confusion easily enough.

She tilts her head-- and though she's seen broadcasts about the curse, it takes her a moment to realize what's happened.]

Did . . . I miss something?

[It looks like Tiir's in pretty bad shape, so she moves (admittedly slowly) to help them, while waiting for an answer.]

[contemptibility]

[Tiir could use your help a little sooner, Yukari, given that he's kind of struggling to breathe there as he manages to sit up.

He coughs into his sleeve—of the hand that isn't attached to Walter's—for a few moments before turning to her.]

.. No, I don't think you—

[cough]

—did.

[asea]

[Shuffling off the fountain to its side, Walter ignores Yukari, instead raising their joined hands out of the water and raised it toward Tiir.]

Let go.

[Somehow, just do it so he can leave.]

[tsundyne]

[Screw you, too. Yukari ignores Walter, since Tiir's coughing is more worthy of her attention anyway. It's hard to convey sarcasm in that state, but regardless, she kind of takes it that way anyway.]

You can't, can you?

[. . . Okay, so maybe she doesn't ignore Walter completely.]

[contemptibility]

[You two, talk to each other—

Tiir just tugs lightly to prove to Walter that he can't, before shaking his head.]

No, even if Walter seems to be under the impression that I have some kind of control over this.

[asea]

[No.

Frowning, Walter quiets. At least get this interaction with unnecessary company over with, then.]

[tsundyne]

[Your FACE is unnecessary company.






. . . And she would tell you as much, if she were that immature, but luckily she's not. Instead, there's only silence, as her eyes start to roll -- the only proper response, clearly -- and then she'll turn her attention back to Tiir.]

Do you at least want a towel or something?

[At least he can breathe now, right?]

[contemptibility]

[... You two...

Anyhow, Tiir will just be slowly moving out of the fountain. Today really could be going better so far.]

That would be appreciated. Thank you.

[And no, Walter, because unlike you, Tiir actually happens to enjoy socializing, even if he doesn't know how to feel about Yukari—]

[asea]

[Now they're talking about a towel.

—what would get rid of this contact, anyway? Walter looks at their joined hands. Had it not been for this, he could've been out of here long before the woman ever came.]

[shirleyhopeful]

[Shirley was well aware of the curse that was going on but that didn't stop her from walking outside from her apartment. She only stand being in her apartment so long. Which is why she wanted to walk by the fountains to see if there were any new people arriving here. However, just as she was walking by....]

Um...what's going on?

[contemptibility]

[Tiir trying to breathe and sit up, apparently. Fortunately, after a few moments, he manages to succeed at both, before looking over to Shirley.]

Ah... you.

[asea]

—Merines?

[Walter just about jumps off of Tiir when he hears Shirley's voice, whirling around with sudden tension and awareness as he tries, half in vain, to straighten properly.

Damned hand.]

It's nothing. Just a curse.

[Probably.]

[shirleyhopeful]

[Okay, Shirley can't help but giggle a bit.]

But are you two okay? It seems like...[you guys had a quite a water fight]

you might need some help?

[contemptibility]

[Ow, Walter. Stop pulling at him.

Still, to make things easier, Tiir stands up. There, Walter. Straighten properly to your heart's content.]

I would be glad for help if I weren't worried that you might be affected by this as well...

[asea]

[Ugh, this is pathetic. At least he can straighten now.

He takes a step toward Shirley—don't follow him, Tiir, he's letting his hand trail to let you stay behind.]

I'm fine. [Tiir is fine.] You don't need to concern yourself with this.

[shirleyhopeful]

But...

At least we should find a way to get you dry, I don't think you want to catch a cold in this weather...

[/motherhens]

[contemptibility]

[Fine, fine, not following.]

I doubt I'll catch a cold, but Walter, perhaps...